The times we live in seems to induce a manic-depressive mindset where we balance out our despairing reaction to the horrors of our political reality with an almost hysterical glee over the absurdities all around us. So, one minute we’re nearly suicidal over the complete destruction of the constitutional freedoms we’ve lost but the next minute we can be rolling on the floor laughing at Joe Biden’s imitation of a sleezy, stupider version of Forrest Gump.
And so yesterday I considered the case that 2024 will be another stolen election. Today let’s lighten things up a bit. All of us got to laugh at the nakedly manipulated logic that forces the algorithms that control Google’s “AI” Gemini to generate black female popes and Chinese Vikings whenever confronted with a request to render some historical category of people from European history. Admittedly it’s a pathological situation. Trying to erase the legacy of a billion people is pretty twisted. But the absurdities that it creates when, for instance, it’s asked to draw a medieval knight are just too hilarious to neglect. For this particular imaging there was an Asian woman wearing an armor breastplate shaped like something made by Victoria’s Secret for one of its bustier models.
Admittedly the Left provides many more groans than belly laughs for us. Most of their agenda involves harm to us and our society in a systematic and relentless fashion. But still, when we look around the examples of laughably warped fruitcakes abound. Many of these people are so hapless that you almost feel sorry for them. But not quite.
Personally, I like to make fun of the zanier cases I see. And it would be nice if someone arranged an annual awards ceremony for the various categories of people on the lunatic Left who can provide us with mirth. Someone with a talent for classification could divide the various categories of mental illness into an entertaining show.
One of my all-time favorites was back on election night 2016 when Miley Cyrus had her post election meltdown. She was weeping and wailing about how unfair it was for Hillary because, “It was her turn!” And another oldie but goodie is the picture of some androgynous lunatic kneeling outside in a winter coat emitting some kind of despairing primal scream because of some unknown kind of leftist defeat. Maybe it was Trump again. In fact, there could be a whole category just for his victims.
And even all these years later these classics still cheer my heart. The sheer nuttiness on display reinforces my belief that just based on Darwinian selection these people must soon disappear from the Earth simply because the societal breakdown they espouse will certainly finish them off.
So, yes, I know that soon enough another assault on sanity and decency is due to explode on the scene during this Bidenian annus mirabilis. Dementia Joe will give away another trillion dollars to windmill vendors and itinerant terrorists of one sort or another. And I will shake my fist and growl at the injustice. But it would truly be a shame if I lost sight of the upside to living in a mental hospital. And that is laughing at the clowns on parade.